Beauty's Devil Guard

Shallow eyebrows, good-looking eyes, red cherry mouth, two faces belong to the category of beauty. The only difference, one is a long, soft shawl, the other is a refreshing short hair.

"It's you." Zhong Xiaoyu immediately exclaimed.

"Miss Zhong?" What Zhong Xiaoyu bumps into is Xia Wei, a beautiful nurse in the hospital. She looks surprised.

After a pause, Zhong Xiaoyu immediately arranged his clothes. Facing the opposite rival, he stretched out his hand and said politely, "Hello, I'm Xiao Yi's fiancee."

For this to Xiaoyi send chicken soup rival, Zhong Xiaoyu recognized. Moreover, this meeting brings a hint of provocation as soon as it is exported. The fact of Xiao Yi's fiancee is emphasized.

Xia Wei feels Zhong Xiaoyu's provocation, and her heart rises and falls. After that, he also arranged his clothes, held out his hand to hold Zhong Xiaoyu's white and tender hand, and said, "Hello, I'm a Xiaoyi woman."

No one thought of Xiao Yi's two women. At the same time, the opening remarks were so full of provocation.

There was a slight silence in the scene, which was rare in the corridor of the hospital.

Zhong Xiaoyu feels Xia Wei's counterattack, and immediately hums angrily. Xia Wei, who was wearing the nurse's clothes, glanced up and down and said confidently, "I'm Miss Qian Jin of the Zhong family."

"I'm a beautiful nurse in the hospital." Xia Wei gently smile, face raised a confident smile.

"I'm 1.75."

"I'm one meter seven six."

"I'm ninety-two pounds."

"I'm 90 Jin."

The two women's fights were almost equal. Zhong Xiaoyu that small mouth toot up higher, looking at the front of the beauty Xiawei, finally can't help but open his mouth and say: "I'm 34d."

Xia Wei is stunned, and then looks at the undulating double peaks in front of Zhong Xiaoyu's chest. His face turned a little red. He summoned up his courage and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I'm also a 34d. By the way, recently I feel that 34d seems to be tightening me up a bit. "

"Ah..."

Zhong Xiaoyu finally screamed, it seems unable to accept her rival, all aspects of the hardware factors are more perfect than her. Cherry small mouth, that white gas a burst of breath straight out. Then, she stares at Xia Wei and says firmly, "anyway, I'm Dafang."

Xia Wei hesitated for a moment, bit his lower lip, and then said shyly: "then I'll be a little three."

This time, Zhong Xiaoyu finally smile. Up and down swept one eye Xia Wei, contented way: "this just like words."

Finally defeated Zhong Xiaoyu, happy smile. Then, toe high gas high from the summer Wei side walked past.

Xia Wei was wearing her white nurse uniform and stood in the corridor for a long time. Then, he murmured softly: "small three is small three, nothing bad. It seems that I have to move into his villa as soon as possible. "

Just when Xia Wei was in a daze, a man's rough voice came: "Xia Wei, are you free tonight? A new film has just been put on in the cinema recently. Let's go and see it in the evening. "

Weixiu saw the doctor in the next room frowning slightly. Fat head and big ears, from the appearance, has a kind of thick feeling. Now, it's Xia Wei who looks attentively at her.

"I don't seem to be working overtime tonight. Another day, another day. " Xia Wei doesn't like Doctor Wang who is surrounded by him like a fly. Reluctantly smile, casually find a reason to refuse down.

Dr. Wang was slightly disappointed, and then said, "you can call me some other day."

With Zhao Xing, Xiao Yi rushed to the old house of the old secretary Zhao Weimin when the night gradually shrouded the earth.

Zhao Weimin's old house is located in a suburb of Jianghai. But it's not remote. The old developer didn't dare to give this piece of land to the town secretary because he didn't dare to develop it.

The house is that kind of three story small house, green brick and red tile, looks very old. However, there is a trace of elegance in the simplicity. Especially when Xiao Yi got out of the car, he immediately smelled the fragrance of flowers.

"Follow me in, the old secretary is waiting." Zhao Xing stops the car and immediately says respectfully to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi nodded and followed Zhao Xing to the old house of Zhang Weimin, the old secretary. Push the fence in front of the door, pass the small yard full of vegetables, open the copper lock and follow Zhao Xing into the house.

There was no light on on the first floor. It was dark inside. Zhao Xing turns on the light and takes Xiao Yi all the way to the old secretary's study on the second floor.

Zhao Xing knocked on the door of the old secretary Zhao Weimin's study and said softly, "secretary, Mr. Li is here."

"Let him in. Go out and prepare some small dishes. I'll have a drink with Xiao Yi later." The old secretary Zhang Weimin's voice came from the room, and there was a little excitement in his voice.Zhao Xing left, and Xiao Yi gently pushed open the door of the old secretary Zhang Weimin's study.

In and out, the study is old. The old bookshelves are full of yellow books. In the corner, the green smoke of sandalwood rises, adding a sense of serenity to the whole room. Zhao Weimin, the old secretary, was sitting at the table with a pair of black framed glasses. On the desk, there is Xiao Yi's famous God's note.

The car with a pen out, and the brush incisively and vividly vent. Two pieces of Chinese characters are placed on the desk of the old secretary Zhang Weimin. The old secretary buried a head, carefully compared the differences between the two words, each word, each stroke, had some experience, but also shook his head, repeatedly praised.

"Young man, sit down." When the old secretary saw Xiao Yi coming in, he looked up distracted and said with a smile,

Xiao Yi was not constrained and sat on the wooden chair opposite the old secretary.

"These two words are natural. Every word, is to enjoy. At a young age, in calligraphy, it's wonderful to have such a high achievement. I've been immersed in calligraphy for so many years. I'm not as ashamed as you, a young man. However, it's a great pleasure to see a successor of calligraphy. "

At the moment, the old secretary looked at Xiao Yi and began to chat with him.

"When I was young, I copied a lot of ancient scriptures. Slowly, the handwriting looks better, but the knowledge doesn't go up. " Xiao Yi smiles and jokes.

"Not humble, not arrogant, not restrained." Zhang Weimin, the old secretary, burst out laughing and seemed extremely satisfied. Like Xiao Yi is his grandson, is his back general pride and pride.

Then, Zhang Weimin, the old secretary, stopped laughing. He looked directly at Xiao Yi and asked, "young man, do you have any idea of becoming an official?"

The old secretary immediately threw out a huge temptation, and it was the ultimate temptation. If someone asks me about this sentence, I'm sure it's nothing. However, the old secretary's question is definitely not as simple as a question on the surface.

From the old secretary's appreciation of Xiao Yi, this moment as long as Xiao Yi nodded. The old secretary will definitely make use of his contacts and resources to make Xiao Yi rise. Just like taking the elevator, he went directly to the top of the officialdom and began to live a carefree and willful life as an official.

For an ordinary person, this is absolutely a great opportunity. However, Xiao Yi gently shook his head and said, "I have never had this idea, and I will never have this idea in the future."

"Why?" The old secretary is slightly disappointed and stares at Xiao Yi to ask.

"Old secretary, if you shouldn't ask. The old secretary has been pondering over these two words for so long. Haven't he realized the true meaning between the lines? " Xiao Yi raised his head and looked directly at the old secretary Zhang Weimin's old and thin face.

The old secretary was stunned when he heard Xiao Yi's inquiry. Then he raised his head, laughed and said, "good question, good question, but I fell out of the rut. Free flowing water, uninhibited things, this temperament is good. Being an official in politics really hurts you and fetters you. "